Monday, October 29

Lies of beauty- By Lyndsey Evenstar



Lies of beauty




Red lips, painted in blood.
They speak words,
But not truth.

They say her eyes shine like diamonds.
But they can’t see the ice frozen within.
The pain sealed inside her,
trapped under an icy lid.
When her eyes open,
Everything is dark.
The beauty they speak of,
Is like a knife wound in her heart.

Her skin,
Is as smooth as the velvet of a blooming rose.
But to the touch,
It is as cold as death.
She garbs herself in color,
To keep what is under,
Hidden within.
To hide that burning ache,
From prying eyes that would expose her.

The word beauty,
Only has one meaning.
To hide her from the fools,
Who won’t look past her image.
Who won’t look past her soft smile,
And kind words spoken with tender care.
Who won’t look past the blond curls,
That adorns her head.

She is hidden.
Under the lies.
Under the beauty,
That is her disguise.


 -Written By: Lyndsey Evenstar
Translation of poem.



The poem talks about a beautiful woman who hides a secret. To the world, she is perfect... She is beautiful, wealthy, smart, and even cunning. How cunning?... They do not know half of it…
The woman has killed a man, and yet no one realizes or accepts this because of her beauty and gender. The first line tells about how her lips are the ones that killed the man in question, and how they weave clever lies that people take to be the truth. Not because she is innocent, but because people take her act and lies instead of searching deeper to find the truth.
Red lips, painted in blood.
They speak words,
But not truth.
These next few stanzas go even deeper. Instead of just showing you her true colors, it’s letting you know how she really feels inside. She is in pain… The wrong she has done tortures her day and night, and she views her life in black and white. Not color. All she can see is the man she killed in her mind, everywhere she goes she is a reminder of him. When they talk of her beauty, she can only think of its true purpose, and that is to hide her from their prying eyes. It does not give her any pleasure.
They say her eyes shine like diamonds.
But they can’t see the ice frozen within.
The pain sealed inside her,
trapped under an icy lid.
When her eyes open,
Everything is dark.
The beauty they speak of,
Is like a knife wound in her heart.

Her skin,
Is as smooth as the velvet of a blooming rose.
But to the touch,
It is as cold as death.
She garbs herself in color,
To keep what is under,
Hidden within.
To hide that burning ache,
From prying eyes that would expose her.

The word beauty,
Only has one meaning.
To hide her from the fools,
Who won’t look past her image.
Who won’t look past her soft smile,
And kind words spoken with tender care.
Who won’t look past the blond curls,
That adorns her head.
This sums of the poem, stating how her beauty is what hides her. No one will ever know, and she will never admit to what she has done. The moral of this was to try and capture the idea that you cant judge everyone on their appearance. People have secrets; they have wounds. Just because you cannot see them doesn’t mean they aren’t there.
She is hidden.
Under the lies.
Under the beauty,
That is her disguise.

 -Written By: Lyndsey Evenstar

Friday, October 19

Im free...

Its taken me a very long time to finally put things aside. Now I realize I don't regret any of it. Ive been mad and hurt for so long that it feels so strange to not hold it over me anymore. Ive finally realized without those trials I wouldn't be who I am, or as strong as those experiences have made me. I think now I can finally look those people in the face and smile without wanting to strangle them. Then I can walk by without even a single jolt of pain to my heart.
However, I'm not naive, I can forgive them but I will never forget what happened. Someday when the same thing tries to happen again ill be ready for it this time. I'm a stronger person then I was then, and Ive learned to become self-dependent. No longer will my emotions be bound to anothers whim. I'm free.

Tuesday, October 16

The feild of sorrow.

Petals bloom from faded gold.
The melted liquid pushing through their leaves.
The flowers of the shimering feild,
set aglow by crystal moonlight.

And a single tear.
In the dead of the night.
In the field full of golden leaves.
There is no one there to see it.

-Written by Lyndsey Evenstar

(Since I just figured out the meaning of this poem, for once, I will translate if for you. The rest you will have to figure out on your own!
The poem describes a beautiful scene at first, and to the reader it feels like this is a paradise like no other. After more descriptions of the beautiful field suddenly we are jarred with those few words "a single tear" in the second paragraph. In that moment we realize that maybe this paradise is not all that it seems.. That maybe there is a flaw to it. As you read further suddenly we are hit with those last few lines "There is no one there to see it".
This poem describes loneliness, and how even with the most beautiful scenery around you its nothing when there is no one to share it with. When you finish some masterpiece and look around with a proud heart your first thought is to share it with someone, not to just close it up and lock it away where no one will ever see it. The true message of this poem is that happiness isn't solitude, but in being with people. True torment is being alone inside your heart.)

Sunday, October 7

My favorite animes and mangas.

                                                      ANIME

1. Bleach
2.Sword art online (Expanded in a separate post)
3.Chihayafuru
4.Howls moving castle
5.vampire knight
6. castle in the sky
7. spirited away
8.witch hunter robin
9. skip beat!
10. fruits basket
11. Pretty much anything else done by the director of howls moving castle. Though Im not a big fan of ponyo.
12. My little monster

                                                      MANGA

1. Lovely complex (Expanded in a separate post)
2. Skip beat

Sword art online (Not reccomended)

Kirito, and asuna

Plot Summary: The only way to escape is to 'clear' the game. Death in game means actual 'death' ---- The ten thousand who have logged onto the as of yet mysterious game 'Sword Art Online' using their Nerve Gear have been forced into this perilous death game and are trapped inside. Protagonist Kirito, one of the many gamers, has greeted this 'truth'. He plays as a solo player in the giant castle that is the stage for this game ---- 'Aincrad'. To meet the conditions of clearing the game and leaving this twisted virtual world, he must get through all 100 floors. Will Kirito have what it takes to clear the game, or will he die trying? 

   Okay...This anime is stunning.. Everything is so well thought out, the characters so in depth with so much meaning. Ive probably cried like a baby four times during some of the episodes. Not only are the messages and morals of the series strong and uplifting, but they are inspiring and contain good values that make you want to try better. 

   The romance is catching, the fantasy is shocking, and the story grips you in its clutches. I NEVER want this anime to stop!! Sword art online is amazing! Id recommend it to anyone of any age. Finally we have something clean that is just as exciting as other anime. I watch this with my siblings, and they love it just as much as I. I love Kirito and Asuna's relationship, its something I wish more movies and films would have instead of all this lusty stuff going on. They really do love each other and you can see it.

After being banned from Bleach for so long, this is a really good substitute. Though Bleach is still my number one favorite this places in a close second.

(Content. There are a few swear words, but not many. There is also one part where Asuna takes off her shirt but she has stuff underneath, just sorta the concept of it was a bit iffy. It was the scene when she was cooking food for him, so just be weary.)
BIG WARNING 
series 2!!
UPDATED 
Review
Do not watch this! I was completely disgusted with the last series (series 2). I was mortified by the dressing, language, and themes. At the end Asuna was raped, if that doesn't scare you off I don't know what will. Your fine to watch the first series but the second DON'T. It will RUIN your innocence.. DON'T WATCH THIS ANIME.


Lovely Complex


        
        Otaini and Risa        

 Lovely Complex (sometimes called Love*Com) is a story of an unlikely romance between Risa Koizumi, a very tall Japanese girl, and Otani Atsushi, a very short Japanese boy. Risa is self-conscious and loves gaming, while Otani is rather loud and a comedian.
Within the course of the anime, they appear to think they are friends, and even help each other try to get dates with crushes Chiharu Tanaka (Otani) and Ryoji Suzuki (Risa).

This manga is so cute, and one of my all time favorites! I was with my friend at our local library when I saw it on the shelf and thought I would give it a try. She recommended it saying she had read it and really like it, and that there was an anime I could watch after I finished the manga. I'm so glad I listened to her and picked it up!

   First of all I can sympathize with Risa on all levels! Me and her were made to be twins! Its so funny to read about all of the situations and ordeals she has to go through and realize that Ive gone through pretty much the same things! I'm really tall for my age and usually tower over everyone in my class. I know exactly how she feels to be self conscious about that and celebrate when you can finally find someone a little taller then you. Her attitude towards life is so fun and carefree. The art is amazing, and the plot, (though it stays pretty simple throughout the manga), is really interesting and keeps you turning the pages in anticipation.


(The content in this is pretty clean. There are a few parts in in though that are kinda like "Ehh.." So if you want to watch it with younger kids I recommend reading the manga first just to make sure your okay with it, or just skip it when it comes up in the anime.) There is pretty much no bad language which comes as a sweet relief.)

Who are you?

I really thought I knew you. Every time you looked me in the eyes, I thought I knew what was behind them. My joy never seemed complete until you were laughing with me. You were something I thought would stay with me throughout my life.
   However there were moments though when sometimes I could glimpse something deep in you, hiding in the shadows. How could I have know the festering darkness inside your heart would grow and consume you? How could I have know that in a few years time your name would be poison to my lips. How could I have known just looking at your face would make me feel sick with revulsion. That even thinking about you makes me feel dirty all over, like I've been tainted with a fowl disease.
   Whoever you were before, is not who you are now. The choices you've made make you into something worse then a monster. If I had known who you would become I wouldn't have even spoken to you in fear that something of your future might spread to me. The choices you have made define you in a dark shade of crimson. The tears I had split for you were in vain. Your a monster.